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    “Repeat that to my face, you insolent child.”

    Zanka's eyes widen minutely, and Goka knows what comes next: the step back, the lowering eyes, the grimace, the spit out apology, the running away. The avoidance, next. Zanka never learns his lesson, he never—

    He smiles at him, Zanka. All teeth as he lifts his chin higher, steps closer, looks right into his eyes as he announces, slowly and sharply:

    “Mind yer own damn business, you weird-ass lookin' nobody.”

    Or,
    Zanka Nijiku loses his memories of the first fifteen years of his life.

    Goka and Kyouka Nijiku lose their brother for the last time.

    Language:
    English
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    1/1
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    28
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    300
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    66
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    In Zanka’s mind, his sister’s neutral stare was seared like a brand, the hot-white pain of it impossible to ignore, making everything painful and uncomfortable, making him feel helpless, vulnerable, brittle as ice.

    Until that afternoon.

    Zanka had taken one of the new recruits aside to check for himself exactly what his cup Vital Instrument could do (pocket dimension, the answer was pocket dimension, why was Zanka saddled with all the natural geniuses?) when he had heard the panicked screaming and the barely-contained giggles that made up a song he knew by heart.

    For the first time since being face-to-face with Kyouka, Zanka had felt like a person. Alive. With purpose.

    So he had gone and done what he did best: fight the Raider’s pain junkie until one of them dropped half-dead.

    Or,
    Zanka wants everything, and Jabber gets everything.

    Language:
    English
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    5,035
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    1/1
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    20
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    153
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    26
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    The literal incarnation of Jabber's soul is a beauty of sharpness and poison. Mankira. Mankiller. Ten silver rings, ten deadly claws.

    He thinks it's fitting.

    Jabber likes pain, both when it's inflicted on him and when it's plainly visible in another person. He likes fighting, tearing people apart, seeing how they break on him. He likes it even more when he loses, when he's the one with blood in his teeth and holes in his body. He was made for it, for making it happen and for enjoying it.

    And yet—

    “It’s funny, man, sum light petting ‘n yer already coming undone, ain't ya?” Zanka laughs again, lips tracing the lines of Jabber's jaw, making him tilt his head higher and higher in an honestly lame attempt to escape the ministrations. On Zanka's shoulders, his hands busy themselves clinging to the Cleaner's shirt, twisting and pulling at the fabric like a lifeline. He wants to move, to escape. He also wants to wiggle himself into Zanka's bones, carve a place in the middle of his ribcage and curl up there like a cat in the sun. “Yer so cute,” Zanka purrs, “unbelievable.”

    Or,
    Jabber, belonging, and Zanka.

    Language:
    English
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    2,566
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    34
    Kudos:
    434
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    59
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    1,894
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    Zanka jumps back, hissing, and Jabber drags himself to his feet, brain rebooting. Fight. Fights he knows. They are going to—

    “Fuckin’ finally,” Zanka whistles, and there is something merry in him, now. Happy. “Hi there, wild girl,” he croons, leaning forward on Lovely.

    Wild girl.

    He croons.

    Motherfucker is flirting—with Mankira?

    When Jabber is right here?

    Or,
    Zanka can't stop flirting with Mankira during their fights, and Jabber can't stop thinking about it afterwards.

    Language:
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    4,232
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    60
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    601
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    111
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    2,792
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    However broken Wei Wuxian may be, he was still dangerous. He had power they knew not, and, apparently, more control they thought possible. A few acts of buffoonery and kindness did not grant him leeway to walk away unscathed. Not while he held their lives in his hands. 

    Right?

    The Ghost General takes one look at his Master and says, sounding wounded: “So. Ritual sacrifice.”

    A pin drop could be heard on the vast space of a viewing platform.

    Ritual sacrifice. Of course the Yiling Patriarch would—

    “...you have gotten better at array reading,” Wei Wuxian acknowledges with a cautious nod—is it cautious, or calculating? Are their instincts deceiving them?—voice slow and steady. “Congratulations, Wen Ning.”

    Or,
    Wei Wuxian never expected to survive the war. Now, he intends to end it.

    Language:
    English
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    7,234
    Chapters:
    2/2
    Comments:
    12
    Kudos:
    112
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    25
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    829
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    When Geon Ryu is called back to the Palace as the Head of Guards for the Empress, he accepts, bargaining for Yehwa to be personally treated by the emperor to keep her youth, so the may live a long life together.

    Hwa Ryu accepts, wanting the exact same for himself and Rim.

    Unbeknownst to them, it's not their deal that would save both the women’s lives, but their meeting.

    Or,
    Hwa Ryu is well aware the Palace hasn't taken to his commoner wife kindly. Measures are taken to ensure her safety, the most important being… Yehwa Ryu?

    Language:
    English
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    2,037
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
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    2
    Kudos:
    3
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    1
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    48
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    Yerin returns to his side, perfectly dry, after turning a wide, long chamber with an arching dome so high that it may as well have been the sky, filled with thousands of creatures ready to kill them, into an endless rain of blood and meat.

    Lindon has to take a moment to be in awe of her. And another to show her.

    Or,
    “Three seconds,” Lindon says, breathless, before pulling Yerin up into a kiss.

    Language:
    English
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    1,987
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    7
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    20
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    1
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    208
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    The Armed Detective Agency doesn’t really have a dress code, though Dazai-san is one of the detectives who follows the implied business-casual rule. Atsushi notes absentmindedly that today he’s wearing brown slacks, and a blue V-necked sweater over a white turtleneck. The beige coat Akutagawa’s eyes linger on every time Atsushi asks him how he’s doing at the Port Mafia is tucked into his elbow, perfectly folded.

    Which is all to say it's another sunny, routine day in the office, where everyone is dressed as usual and acting like usual.

    Until it's not.

    Or,
    Dazai Osamu is wearing slacks, a sweater, and a white turtleneck. And that's it.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,142
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    10
    Kudos:
    232
    Bookmarks:
    32
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    1,340
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    Yu Ziyuan watches over her son. She knows this is it. Their allies will not hear about this attack soon enough to help, and there isn’t a single surviving Jiang disciple here to help their Sect Heir get away. Wei Wuxian may have had a drop more of filial piety than she thought him capable of (which was none at all), but that child was selfish before he was even arrogant. He would never risk his own lowly life for the sake of one of his betters.

    Except that Wei Wuxian does come. With a Wen traitor in his tail, he comes back and gets her son. He even—he even fights to get their bodies back, Jiang Fengmian’s, and Yu Ziyuan’s as well. It’s too risky, insane even, and both conscious boys come to agree that they cannot manage it.

    But the little beast came back, and he tried… he tried to save her, too.

    Yu Ziyuan watches, and is torn.

    Or,
    Lotus Pier falls, but Yu Ziyuan’s spirit lingers.

    Language:
    English
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    5,012
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    50
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    871
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    191
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    4,016
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    "My, is that a threat?"

    "Isn't everything I say a threat to you?"

    "Such a rude, unpleasant man you have grown up to be."

    "Right back at you. Not only short but short-tempered. I wonder if your shortness is also the reason you don't wish anyone to see you naked."

    "That's-!"

    "I won't judge, so you can bathe in peace. It's not like I expected anything from you anyway."

    "Why, with such words, it sounds like you at least expect to see me naked. Those are some peculiar inclinations you have there, your first Highness."

    "The only thing we may have in common, that if the rumors of what's going on between you and your attendant are true."

    Or,
    Doha takes Jeok-yeon's offer and enters the baths with her in episode three.

    Language:
    English
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    4,068
    Chapters:
    11/11
    Comments:
    22
    Kudos:
    38
    Bookmarks:
    1
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    704
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    At your stone-cold feet

    As the years pass, a young woman realizes the story she once started will not be finished—at least not by her hand. With the echoes of her loyal followers in her ears and time against her being, she sets to do one last thing, and one thing only, to repay their patience and kindness: she's to leave the bones of her story, dry now with time, for any and all of them to pick and do with them what they please. It is their right, after all, for there is no story without a reader, and her readers have always been so very dear to her.

    Or,
    I will not continue Dark Altar—but you can. Here is my outline, for you to do as you please.

    Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, to all of you who have supported and hyped me these past few years. I really do cherish you all.

    Series
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    English
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    2,262
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    11
    Kudos:
    19
    Bookmarks:
    2
    Hits:
    326
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    Wei Ying had been powerful, smart, and bright. Too powerful, too smart, and too bright, in fact. By the end of his stay in the Cloud Recess, he had started to talk of dark magic. Upon arriving back home after Lan Qiren expelled him, he started to practice it. Shadow work, first, which was unorthodox enough, and then necromancy, forbidden spells. His advancements, findings and approaches had been welcome when the threat of the Wen Coven was at its greatest, but then Coven Leader Wen Ruohan’s magic had turned against himself and another branch of the family had taken over, and Wei Ying's ideas had turned from innovative and interesting to dangerous and threatening.

    It had resulted in the breaking of his wand, in his banishment from the Chinese Magical World. And thirteen years after it, he remained away and unreachable, branded as an heretic—Wei Wuxian was the looming shadow of a sibling, and a friend, and a lover, but no more.

    Now, however. Now...

    “We need Wei Wuxian.”

    Or,
    Thirteen years after choosing banishment instead of admitting to a crime he didn't commit, Wei Wuxian returns to the Chinese Magical World. To save it.

    Language:
    English
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    Chapters:
    2/5
    Comments:
    44
    Kudos:
    135
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    54
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    1,660
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    The lights break as Rumi screams, glass raining down on the stage as their fans startle and cry out. The worst sight: Rumi, hair a mess and hands gripping her head, as her patterns—a bright lilac, spreading from her arm to her neck to her face and then down—grow further and further, more and more visible, with the only lights left focused on her.

    She looks bad. A cornered animal, quickly realizing the trap has closed around it's leg.

    And then she lifts her head, finds their eyes—and it's horror in her face. Fear. Pain.

    Zoey watches her friend’s face crumble, how one of her eyes cries tears and the other, the one that's bright gold with a ragged pupil, cries blood.

    She and Mira exchange a look, and Zoey knows. It's over. It's finally, finally over.

    And it's on.

    “What are you doing!? Turn on the second set! And focus the damn camera on me, damnit!” Mira barks, rushing to the stage as she materializes her polearm and, in a show of exemplary restraint, cuts her boot’s leg open and away, where patterns just like Rumi's rest.

    Zoey grins, and sheds her jacket.

    Or,
    Rumi has a secret: she's half demon.
    Zoey and Mira have a secret, too: they know.

    Language:
    English
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    Chapters:
    2/4
    Comments:
    20
    Kudos:
    219
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    64
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    2,886
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    In the 999th year of the era of Yeonghwa, the divine flowers in the temple of the divine priestesses withered in an unprecedented manner.

    At the same time, there was a witness account claiming…

    "The fourth prince is already in a relationship… with me."

    Or,
    No one goes to string jail. Instead, they tangle themselves in something else entirely.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,945
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    3
    Kudos:
    24
    Bookmarks:
    3
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    204
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    Doha Ryu is no good with words, but he didn't get his place as the First Prince of the Empire just by virtue of being the Emperor's only son. Give him a brush and an ink pot, and he will pen you the most beautiful poetries and beyond eloquent essays.

    Except that today he wasn't given a brush and an ink pot: no, today somebody threw those at his head. So no one can really blame him if his eloquence slips, right?

    Or,
    Doha's letters to Jeok-yeon, (never) sent.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,707
    Chapters:
    71/71
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    49
    Kudos:
    19
    Bookmarks:
    3
    Hits:
    320
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    “Who do you think they would kill first,” Yeon says, wondering, “if they found us out?”

    Or,
    One of them will be proven right in the end.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    1,687
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    14
    Kudos:
    15
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    4
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    119
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    “Well then? What do you have to say for yourself, your highness the first prince? I thought you were way too high and mighty to accost others, but look at you now. No better than any other sad, pathetic excuse of a man,” Jeok-yeon snarls at him, hiding the servant woman Doha had cornered with his own body.

    He would have felt ashamed by the words, incensed even, if that had been his real objective. But it hadn't been.

    No, what Doha had wanted was this. Jeok-yeon's attention, all for himself.

    Or,
    There is very little Doha Ryu would not do to get the fourth prince to look his way.

    Language:
    English
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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    4
    Kudos:
    16
    Bookmarks:
    4
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    158
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    It takes Jeonwon two weeks and four days to realize why the youngest of his brothers seems familiar: this child is his child.

    Or,
    Jeonwon realizes his brother is his son. Having never been slow minded, he makes a choice about it.

    Language:
    English
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    829
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    2
    Kudos:
    9
    Bookmarks:
    1
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    95
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    The truth is, Hae-eon can't read him at all.

    "Well? This is the part where you yell at me."

    "Why would I yell at you?"

    Well, Hae-eon thinks. Because I betrayed you. Because I almost got your attendant killed. Because you are supposed to be hot-tempered and only nice to Hamil. But only one stands out amongst them, the one he believes in the most: Because that's what Choran would do.

    But Jeok-yeon isn't like Choran, is he?

     

    Or,
    Hae-eon invites the fourth prince to his palace after the incident in Demonbeast Mountain.

    Jeok-yeon doesn’t quite stay the night.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    4,150
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    2
    Kudos:
    14
    Bookmarks:
    5
    Hits:
    136
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    "Does your lover think you look better with it short?" Baek-rang asks Doha, reaching for his hair. His master has been putting a lot of effort into his appearance lately. He's just taking a jab at it. He knows very well that Doha is not interested in women, or men, or anything beyond his studies and training.

    But then his master actually blushes, pushing him away, and… okay, yeah, this really isn't his first clue, but this is the one that makes him start paying attention.

     

    Or,
    Baek-rang just has to find out who his master has fallen in love with. It can't be that hard, right?

    The answer is no. It's in fact quite easy, for better or for worse.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,423
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    8
    Kudos:
    30
    Bookmarks:
    6
    Hits:
    354

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